Burnt sienna leaves fall tenderly,
to heartbeats of a serendipitous calm,
while laughter tinkles through the air
and vibrant blotches adorn palms.
Cheeks tinted many hues:
a green smudge covering freckles,
nose: a cherry-red with
roseate lips parted in gentle giggles.
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When The Heart Whispers
PoetryThe poems reflect evergreen and intense emotions while others are as light and weightless as feathers. It's like the heart whispers softly, waiting to be heard. ~Vote and Comment~ © tanxsha [Previously warped_realities]
